3. Let The NightMare Begin

My Name is Lauren Smith I’m now 24 and the vision of that afternoon still hides in the back of my mind. I miss my parents so much and I wished they could see me now and see how I’m handling life without them. I’m now a performer I love my job and everything that it involves. my vision about humans still haven’t changedI still think there cruel and everything they do is well just plain evil. It was a Monday afternoon and I just finished work and I was walking home well I normally take the bus but I felt like I needed to stretch my legs so I decided to walk. Well there I was walking away and I spotted a man in the distance and it looked like the man who killed my father on that horrible night I looked a little closer and it was! Yes it was him I remberthe old man face behind them ski masksI remember how they walked and I rember how they spokeand yes it was him. I wanted to walk up to him and give him a piece of my own medicine. I wanted to shout at him but I couldn’t. I thought too fast and I grabbed the gun out my bag you might be wondering why I keep a gun in my bag but I use it for my protection so I don’t get attacked in the streets. There I was I grabbed the gun out my bag and pointed it at the man no I couldn’t. Yes I thought before he kills anyone else and they might be someone’s mother or father or both like he killed mine!. I pointed it at him he was looking at me now and he was running towards me but before he could attack me 123 BANG! I shot him. Yes an girl like me killed a man like him and he was lying there dead! I ran and ranand got to my house I got the keys out my pocket I dropped them twice as my hands were shaking as mad when I finally got in I slammed my door as fast as I could. I was still shaking then I realised what I have done